Love and Submission

Chapter Fifteen

She was surprised that she had in fact managed to get away from her mother in five minutes. It was difficult not to look excited when your extremely attractive and intensely passionate werewolf boyfriend was waiting outside for you. It seemed to escape her mother’s notice however and she told Olivia that the meet and greet dinner was set for Friday. She nodded and said she would let him know. That cooled the speeding hormone train slightly as the idea of what exactly was going to happen at that dinner began to run away with her. She hoped her mother really wasn’t going to be pulling out the grandbaby references at all. She didn’t need to make Connor uncomfortable although knowing him he’d probably enjoy that.

A whistle caught her attention and brought her gaze to the sidewalk where Connor was waiting in a loose t shirt and jeans. Barefoot as usual. He smiled and waved so she jogged to him and began stretching. He watched her go through the whole routine with amusement and curiosity in those golden eyes of his. “I’m not a wolf yet. I have to stretch or my muscles will cramp tomorrow.” He nodded but was still smiling at her.

“So do you want to set the pace?” He asked. It was playful with enough of a challenge in it that the new wolf in her responded immediately.

“Sure.” She said with a delicate shrug. “Try and keep up.” His eyes flared but she gave him an impudent grin before bolting for the tree line. She heard a growl behind her but didn’t stop her pace. She knew he would be able to catch her easily and was surprised when he didn’t. She slowed down after a few minutes and then stopped altogether when she didn’t hear footsteps behind her. She stopped in some dense brush cover and ducked down, holding completely still and trying to get a sense of where he was. Close was all she could get. Her blood thrummed through her veins making this whole game way more fun than she had originally thought.

She froze again when she heard sniffing around the bush she was hiding in. She gave it a moment to come to the conclusion she was there and then she shot out of the bush and took off again. She heard another lower growl and a curse but then she heard him behind her. Clearly she wasn’t going to get as far this time. She was right and she made it into a small grassy clearing before she was tackled to the ground. She was breathless and laughing when she turned around to lie on her back. Connor’s mouth descended on hers in a fiery possessive overload of demand and need. She groaned against him and pulled him even closer, pressing them close enough to be very aware of how much his wolf had enjoyed that. He ground his hips into hers and then suddenly froze and flopped back on to the ground beside her. “Hey.” She said coming up to rest on her elbow and gaze down at him. He’d flung an arm over his eyes and was breathing heavily. She tugged on some of his hair that was easily accessible and received a soft purr in return. “What gives?”

“You can’t…yeah I know that you meant that as a game but try to remember I’m a full blown wolf here. That isn’t a game for me.”

“Are you saying you didn’t like it?” She tried to sneak her hands under his arm so she could move it away from his face but he wasn’t letting her. He huffed loudly and brought his other hand up to his chest.

“No…I’m definitely not saying that.” She scooted closer to him until her body was close enough to touch his but wasn’t in case he was upset.

“Then what.” He stiffened at the sound of her voice and slowly slid his arm down off his face. It flopped down to the ground where her head would rest if she laid back down. She wondered if he knew he’d done it or not. Seeing as to he was intently studying her face she was guessing it had been subconsciously done.

“I want you.” He said quietly as if he was almost worried about she would say.

“Okay. So we were playing a game of cat and mouse, which you clearly enjoyed, you want me so you stopped kissing me? Help me connect the dots here.” He didn’t say anything just kept staring at her with some serious indecision on his face. “Well it doesn’t make sense to me.” She said softly and then leaned forward on her hands, slow enough so he could’ve stopped her if he wanted and kissed him very gently. She pulled her head back and looked at him to see his eyes had turned a little wary. So she leaned over and kissed him again, this time a little more possessively and made sure to press her body against his. She felt him sigh and then his hands were holding her in place. If this wasn’t perfection she wasn’t interested in whatever was.

Connor hesitated for a few more kisses before he finally kissed her back with the fervor she had felt before. She was surprised that she liked it. The roughness of his demand as he kissed her hard enough to bruise her lips. The more aggressive he was about it the more she seemed to melt under the heat. She hadn’t really pegged herself for that kind of girl but whatever. She smiled against his kiss as he rolled her back over so he was on top. That was fine with her it gave her hands a rest from propping her up and more than adequate opportunity to creep under his t shirt. His skin was feverish to his touch and he gasped when her fingers had worked their way up his chest. She brought the edges of his shirt up with him and felt more than heard his answering growl. It took a mere half a second of a break in the kiss to get the shirt over his head to which she promptly flung it away from them. She felt more than heard the chuckle that elicited and the movement caused the tempo to increase.

Somewhere between the feel of his skin and the scent of the trees Olivia became sort of intoxicated. It was almost like the time she’d tried smoking pot with some other kids in middle school but not quite. She felt alive. Like every sense was on overdrive and her entire body wanted to be touching every part of his. Did she love him? Yeah, she really did. She may not have known his mother’s maiden name or what he wanted out of life but she knew herself. She missed him when he was gone; she craved him when he was there. They could figure out the pieces as they went along. Maybe it was the whole mating thing he was always going on about. Perhaps they really had been made for each other and her heart had an easier time accepting it. The thought was dizzying all on its own. She felt the kiss break again and realized Connor was returning the favor. She lifted her head and smiled as he tossed her shirt out of sight.

He heaved a giant sigh of bliss as he lifted her torso off the ground, pressing their bodies together and rolled them over onto their sides never breaking the connection. “This feels amazing.” He mumbled from the crook of her neck where he was contentedly nuzzling her. She nodded her agreement and pushed him onto his back with a mischievous grin. He chuckled as she nipped at his neck and then kissed her way down to his collarbone. He sighed again so she made her way down his chest and laid a feather light kiss on his exposed n****e. She watched his whole body shudder so she gently sucked the whole n****e into her mouth. She flipped her eyes up to meet his which were once again a bright molten gold boring into hers. She pulled it between her teeth, getting another shudder and a pleasing amount of panting for her effort. She watched him watch her make her way down his stomach, placing a kiss on each well defined line of his abs. “You are going to apologize to that girl at school right?” Really? That’s what he was thinking about right now?

“Yes dear.” She ran her fingernails down the path she’d just made with her kisses trying to bring him back to the moment. His breath left him in a hiss and something not entirely human moved behind those eyes.

“Careful.” His voice was low and growly again which made her all the more playful.

“Of?” She rested her chin against his abs and traced patterns with her fingertips across his skin. He growled at her, the sound vibrating down his body and subsequently through hers.

“Testing my willpower too much.” She gave him a serious look that she hoped he couldn’t tell was a complete sham.

“Oh, I didn’t realize I was.” He gave her that look which meant he wasn’t all that fooled by her. She smiled sweetly and kissed the skin just above his belly button. “Was it this that was so testing for you?” She ran her hands down over his hips and as far down his thighs as her arms could reach. “Maybe that was the difficult part?” The beast was moving more and more behind the eyes that watched her tease him. He looked like he was trying to be stern but couldn’t quite make his face do what he wanted. She climbed back up his prone form and studied his face thoughtfully. “No, no it was this. You definitely liked this.” She leaned back down to his chest and took the opposite n****e between her teeth. She gave it a little tug and watched his eyes roll back in his head.

“Livie.” It was breathy and pleasingly so.

“Yes mate?” She stopped surprised at herself. She hadn’t really thought about it at all it had just popped right out of her mouth. Was it possible for the whole werewolf disease to override her speech patterns? The need for the answer to that question if there was one was driven from her mind as Connor pressed her back into the grass with one of those blindingly fast movements of his. It was her turn to pant as he fused their hips and lips together. Even through the denim of his jeans she could tell this was going to be intense and didn’t that just make her whole body tingle. Connor kissed down to the crook of her neck and she felt a slight graze of teeth before he sank them into her flesh. She gasped loudly but he chose that moment to grind into her taking her mind to an extremely less complicated place. She struggled to get her hands between them so she could get the rest of their clothes off but he just pressed harder against her.

His mouth traveled down her chest, right along the sternum until he got to her bra. Clearly not appreciating the purpose of the article in question he took the cloth between his teeth and with one good jerk it was ripped in half. She was about to object but then his mouth found her breast and well she kinda forgot all about the torn clothing. Hell the world could’ve gone up in flames and she wouldn’t have noticed. Or cared. When he’d paid enough attention to the first one he moved on to the next until she was writhing around on the ground beneath him as much as his body trapping hers would allow. Every once in a while a growl would escape him and she would whimper in response. It was all she could do as it seemed the entire understanding of language had left her brain in the heat of the moment. She felt a warm hand fumble with the waistband of her pants and kissed him harder. The sudden space between them turned it into a race of who could get the other’s pants off faster while not breaking their lip lock.

There was a moment of hesitation as their now completely bare flesh came together. Those golden eyes that danced with something inhuman and something very male stared down at her from Connor’s perfect face. He was asking her if she was okay with it and she had been up until he’d asked. But this was what she’d wanted and she was not going to back away. The hurdle had to be jumped, so to speak. She reached up and kissed him gently, then nuzzled his neck a little bit and licked at his skin until he was back into it. She felt his hips shift and then there was pressure. Not unpleasant but still there. He was so slow and gentle with her as he worked to get their bodies melded together. She could feel him fighting to go slowly, fighting to stay in control as all the muscles under her hands twitched with the effort. She was fighting to keep her skin wrapped around her body because it surely felt like it was going to fly off and she would just explode.

His body reached the end of hers and dropped his head to her neck, panting with exertion. “Are you okay?” He asked softly.

“Mmhmm.”

“I didn’t hurt you did I?” She shook her head and kissed him again. A full deep kiss. He growled softly and rocked his hips creating sparks throughout her body. When she gasped he kissed her and did it again. The more noise she made the more he moved until they found a rhythm together. She could feel the tension in her body starting to build and that feeling of separating from her skin was intensifying. She mumbled something against his lips but it didn’t track for either of them. He managed to keep control for a few more thrusts but then the battle was lost to instinct. Each time he sheathed himself inside her, his body met the end of hers again. It was like being in an ocean of pleasure with the waves getting bigger and bigger each time they crashed over her. She felt warmth building in her core and felt his muscles tense when suddenly the dam broke and all of that pleasure overtook her. The waves crashed into her body, pounding it out and scattering her molecules to the far reaches of existence. She cried out, probably far too loudly for propriety’s sake but there was nothing to be done.

The first thing she felt was Connor’s chest rising and falling rapidly beneath her hand. Her head was on his chest too. While she’d been riding the waves of whatever the hell that was and trying to force herself back into a corporeal form he’d rolled them over so he was on his back and she was draped over him. She felt like she should move or say something but she had no energy left to do anything. But the world eventually came back into focus. She began to notice trees, the setting sun, the smell of grass and dirt, and the sounds of the rest of the world she had somehow managed to forget existed at all. She listened as Connor’s heart gradually slowed back to its normal pace, which was still fast but well not as fast as it had been. She smiled and made a small attempt to uncurl her muscles. Yup, a little sore but not in a bad way. Not at all.

Time was passing, probably faster than she thought. Connor’s arm was wrapped protectively around her waist and his fingers were stroking her side absently. She took a deep breath and then her eyes slammed open. She smelt blood. Faintly but still. She lifted her head and looked down at Connor to see three red scratches on his shoulder, one of which had a few drops of blood beading over it. She immediately blushed and leaned down to kiss it away. “Sorry.” She said softly amazed at how husky her voice sounded. “I didn’t realize I was holding on so hard.”

“Didn’t hear me complaining.” No, but then she hadn’t really heard much at all. He probably could’ve shouted at her and she still wouldn’t have heard. No need to bring that up to him at the moment though he was obviously upset about something. His eyes were closed and his face was tight even though he seemed relaxed. Was he mad that they’d had s*x? She frowned and found that hard to believe. Yes she had initiated it but he hadn’t exactly stopped her. Had she done something wrong? She reached up a hand and smoothed his black hair back from his face. He opened his eyes and gave her a very blank stare. She jerked back from him like he’d struck her and exhaled loudly.

“Okay, not the look a girl wants to see on her boyfriend’s face after they’ve just had s*x for the first time.” She looked away from him and started searching for her clothes.

“I just…need a minute.”

“No its fine.” The hell it was but her embarrassment was too much to handle anything else right now. She found her panties and pants flung not nearly as far away as her shirt. “I mean, did you not want to or something?”

“What? No, it’s not that.”

“Did I do something wrong then?” She was grateful for the shirt being all the way where it was because it gave her a chance to put some distance between them and a plausible excuse not to look at him.

“Jesus, no that was…amazing and perfect. I’m just….”

“You’re just what?” She snapped.

“I didn’t realize that you had done that before.” She stopped and turned towards him slowly. The soft tone of his voice made him sound scared but she wasn’t sure how to handle that.

“You really wanna take this conversation in that direction right now?” He didn’t move from his position on the ground so she huffed over and plopped down next to him. She wasn’t really sure why not being a virgin was a problem right now but she figured she should hear him out. Maybe it was a sacred wolf custom she had violated or something. “I mean it’s not like you ever asked me.” He opened his eyes and looked at her again this time not blankly but surprised.

“I didn’t even think to. I guess I got so caught up in everything I forgot that you lived a whole life before you met me.” She stared down at him suspiciously.

“I guess I don’t see the big deal.” His jaw clenched and he looked away from her again.

“I just…don’t like the idea that someone else touched you the way I just did.” Her eyes widened and she c****d her head to the side as she studied him. She would’ve laughed but that would have definitely been the wrong choice.

“You’re jealous?” He gave her a furtive glance but otherwise didn’t move. “We just had the most amazing, conscious altering s*x and you’re jealous?” She chuckled slightly and laid back down to snuggle next to him. “You really are too much sometimes.” He turned his head back towards her with cautious eyes and found her smirking at him.

“You’re laughing at me?”

“Well yeah. You really hurt my feelings with that and to find out it’s just you being possessive. It’s kind of funny.” He frowned but kissed the top of her head.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. I was really jealous for a few minutes and I had to calm down is all.” They sat quietly for a few minutes just watching the light fade from the sky. “Did you love him?”

“I thought I did. It was a stupid high school thing.”

“He goes to your school?” There was a note of anger in his voice so she turned to give him a look again.

“Yes.” Connor took a deep breath and let it back out slowly.

“Okay. Okay that’s fine. Don’t point him out to me, and I mean like ever cause I’ll kill him. But I’m okay.” The way he said ‘I’ll kill him’ made her a little uncomfortable. Like he wasn’t talking about murdering an innocent person for dating her two years ago. “So… Can I have a do over?”

“A what?” She asked with a giggle.

“A do over. We’ll pretend like none of that happened and do the whole thing over again. Actually…” He turned his body so he was pressed against her, chest to toes. She laughed again as he pressed his face into her neck and inhaled deeply. “God you smell good.”

“Oh really? I bet I smell like sweat and dirt.”

“And me. I can smell me but you at the same time.” He took another deep breath and let it out slowly. “Just heaven.” She giggled again and tried to squirm away from him. Jokingly really, cause she was quite content to stay where she was until judgment day. “Hey, how did you get dressed so fast?” He said frowning at her clothes.

“You owe me a new bra you know.” He c****d his eyebrow at her so she pulled the halved one closer to them and dangled it in his vision. He actually flushed and grinned at her.

“Sorry. I will definitely replace it.” He kissed her again slowly but deeply and she felt her body molding itself around his. His hands found their way under her shirt and were slowly climbing their way up her back.

“You are just incorrigible do you know that?” He nodded and claimed her lips again. She sighed and pressed herself even closer when she heard a beep. She froze.

“It’s your phone.” He mumbled. Her phone? Oh yeah she’d brought her phone so her mom could get a hold of her. Her…mom… s**t!

“s**t!” She jumped up from the ground getting a grunt and a shout from Connor. “I am so so so dead.”

“What?”

“It’s dark Connor. My mother is probably going nuts right now.” She smoothed her shirt down and ran fingers through her hair trying to smooth it out. “I gotta go.” She bent down and gave him a quick kiss then took off back to her house. Her mother was going to toss her in the basement and throw away the key at this rate. She heard Connor call her name and then deep masculine laughter followed. It was sure tempting to stop and turn back but no. She had responsibilities and parents who worried. And there was also a shower at home.